#But ya'll be the judge of it

[raynewolferune]

Meta Jazz, the Arkham Intern Therapist Pt 2.2

Note: Part 2.2! The Bane Incident from Kon's POV! 😁

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Two days later, Kon was back at Arkham undercover again. The Bats had caught Bane nearly 12 hours earlier after Red Hood showed up midway through the fight, lept off the overpass, and landed a blow directly to the top of Bane's head with a metal pipe on the way down. The behemoth of a man had crashed hard into the cement, immediately unconscious, and been taken directly to Arkham's medical facilities as soon as he arrived. He'd been checked over and cleared to head to his usual room in less than 15 minutes once he woke up the following afternoon.

Kon found out all of this afterwards. 

He was headed back to the briefing room for his nect assignment after lunch when he spotted four senior guards, Collins, Ryans, Dorr, and Miles, escorting Bane from medical to his usual cell. He stepped into a doorway to let them pass by before continuing on his way. Kon had spent a productive lunch break chatting with Jasmine "please don't call me Fenton" while she waited for Dr. Rylie before he had to head back to the guards room so he wouldn't be late. He'd have to make sure to catch up with Dr. Rylie on the way out at the end of the day instead, Kon mused.

There was a shout behind him. Two bodies slamming hard into the walls on either side of the hall. A rush of fabric sliding across fabric. Rapid pounding footsteps.

Kon spun letting out a gasp as he saw Bane grab Jasmine's upper arm and yank her hard enough to make her stumble. The large man turned to face the guards behind him as he pulled her firmly back against his chest. Kon had the dart gun in his hands and leveled at Bane before he even realized he was moving. Dorr and Ryans had also already done the same. Miles was scrambling to his feet, drawing both his dart gun and baton. Collins slid to the ground, right shoulder visibly dislocated from hitting the wall at the wrong angle but he drew his tranquilizer dart gun as well.

"Weapons down or I'll snap her skinny little neck." Bane growled out, shaking Jasmine as emphasis. Her braid swung from the force of it. 

Kon expected her to panic. He was panicking; a full grown, fully recognized superhero. Of course, he expected her to panic.

But Jasmine didn't. 

Her expression smoothed out turning from barely-there surprise to blank calm in the span of a few seconds. Her breathing stayed deep and even. Her heart beat steady was steady. Was she in some kind of shock? But he had never heard of someone reacting like that to shock before.

"Back up! Let him through!" Dr. Rylie shouted to Kon and the other guards from where he had pressed himself against the wall on the opposite side from Bane. He must have been just a few steps ahead of Jasmine.

"She's my student! Let him through!" Dr. Rylie screamed again. His voice high pitched with fear for his intern. 

Kon didn't know what to do. From the way Ryans and Dorr were exchanging looks, he wasn't sure they knew what the best approach was in this situation either. Of the five of them, Ryans was the most senior guard but he wasn't one of the six guards trained for hostage negotiations either. None of the scenarios they had trained for would work here. Jasmine was too similar in height to Bane for a good shot and a single tranquilizer wouldn't knock him out anyway. They couldn't possibly circle around behind him in this narrow hallway either.

Kon could practically taste the panic building in the air. The tension was rising. If he didn't think fast someone else was going to make the first move and Jasmine would get hurt and -

She sighed.

Long, heavy, and disappointed. It felt like every muscle in Kon's body locked up suddenly.

"Mr. Bane, remove your hands from my person, please. I will give you to one to comply." She said voice calm and heavy like - like she was disappointed in him?

Kon's stared at her bland expression in shock for a moment before his eyes darted back to Bane. The rogue looked momentarily stunned then started laughing.

"Five." Jasmine said, ignoring his laughter. Kon felt himself paling. His colleagues were shifting, white faced with fear as they traded glances again.

"Four." She continued. Bane snorted derisively at her.

"Did you really think that would work?" He asked. His arms tightened around her. There was no way Jasmine was getting out of this without bruises.

"Three." She said ignoring Bane's question. Holy shit. Had she lost her mind?

"What can you even do if I don't?" Bane mocked with a rabid gleam in his eye. He's going to kill her, Kon realized faintly, even if we let him go now he's going to snap her neck for this.

"Two." 

"Jasmine..." Kon whispered pained and horrified by his realization. Loosening his grip on the dart gun without meaning too. She met his gaze across the hall, eyes resolved. 

"One." She finished, brows furrowing slightly in concentration as her lips thinned, pressed together. Bane gave a derisive snort. 

And then the massive man was airborne. 

"Holy shit." Miles breathed out.

Kon stared at the crater in the floor. Collins and Dorr were absolutely silent, hearts racing in their chests. Ryans took a half step forward, heart stuttering - Kon really hoped the man wasn't about to have a heart attack because he could rush him to medical right now. Dr. Rylie was half collapsed against the wall he'd been pressing himself against a strangled sound of shock coming from his throat. Bane was embedded in the floor breath wheezing as Jasmine half knelt on top of his neck. Oh wow, Kon registered, Bane's arm is fucked.

"Now, do you know what you've done wrong?" Jasmine asked looking down at the giant.

"Yes, Ma'am." Bane choked out.

"Fucked with the wrong HBIC." Collins muttered under his breath faintly still stunned.

"Jasmine for president." Miles whispered back automatically.

"Boys," Dorr scolded as he half lowered his dart gun, shifting his weight at the same time.

"Won't be making her angry around that time of month." Ryans mumbled to himself softly enough that Kon was the only person who could have possibly heard him. 

"What did you do wrong?" Jasmine pressed. Collins choked back an inappropriate hysterical giggle at the question. Bane appeared to panic when he realized he'd have to respond. 

No wonder, Kon thought, the man literally grew up in Santa Prisca's prisons. Did he even know how to respond to -Kon choked on air - a maternal scolding?! What the ever loving fuck? He bluescreened. Stood there in the hallway, absolutely stunned, completely unaware of his surroundings as he struggled to process the fact that Jasmine was giving Bane a maternal scolding in the middle of an Arkham hallway right in front of him. Maybe I've finally gone nuts? Kon wondered. 

Jasmine gestured vaguely towards the group of them without turning to look and Kon snapped back to the present. 

"Kyle here is going to take you to see the nurse and then back to your room then. I'm sure you'll behave for him?" Oh shit, that's me she's talking about. Kon walked towards her still a bit numb.

"Yes, Ma'am. I'll behave." Bane answered her. Kon watched as Jasmine stood up carefully and backed away from Bane far enough for him to pull himself out of the crater in the floor. Once he was on his feet, Kon led Bane back towards medical realizing as he did that there had been four other guards behind him this whole time.

Two of them darted forward and scooped up Collins, probably to take him to the guards medical ward along the outer wall patrol route. The other two fell in with Kon, Dorr, Miles, and Ryans. As they walked away Kon could hear Jasmine talking to Dr. Rylie.

"I'm fine, really. My mother was an extremely skilled martial artist. I've been learning from her since I started to walk." She explained honestly, trying to sooth the frazzled doctor's nerves. "I didn't know he was heavy enough to break the floor though!" Jasmine laughed. 

That - heart beat uneven, vocal cords tense - that second part was a lie.

[flowerakatsuka]

Western Matsu THE Chara Shop ( 2016 )

[trappedinafantasy37]

I'm currently writing up a rather lengthy essay analyzing all of Minthara's endings now that Patch 7 has dropped. There was a particular point that I wanted to make about one of her endings, but I think I need to discuss it separately. A discussion I fear is going to make a lot of you 'good only' players hate me.

During her romance scene after the grove raid, Minthara will want to have a little heart to heart with you. She will explain to you that the Absolute owns her mind and her body. She will also say that she does not know herself, as for the entire time she was unable to determine where the Absolute's will ended and where hers began. She also says that everything she has experienced since leaving the Underdark seems like a dream of somebody else's life.

Now, that is a really hard thing to picture or even imagine. Most of us only ever dream about ourselves. So, what is it like to dream of somebody else's? In Minthara's instance, she was dreaming of herself. More, she was dreaming of a bastardized and broken version of herself, doing things that she would not do. A version that she fails to find any reason or rational behind what they were doing. A version that amplified all of her worst qualities to their extreme as those were the qualities that the Absolute needed. And one of the new evil endings gives us a little bit of insight into what this dream looked like.

Look at this. What a beautiful day! A marvelous day! A great day! Going out to the market. Picking up some fresh, sweet, and delicious apples. Meeting and greeting your fellow denizens. Talking, laughing, just enjoying life because life is marvelous. You feel so carefree and at peace, that you just might start whistling and singing. Everything you do is the right choice, the best choice. And you just can't resist. Why would you? What is there to fight? Life couldn't be more perfect!

But this is what is actually happening the entire time.

This person is not even aware of what they are being forced to do. They think they are living the best day imaginable. But in reality, their body and their mind has been stolen from them, forced to do things that they otherwise would not do. Seems horrible and awful right? A nightmare!

This was Minthara's reality for who knows how long. She was living a completely different life in her own mind, a life that did not align with the reality of what her body was doing. And because there was a lack of awareness of her own actions, she did not have the capability to refuse whatever order that the Absolute, or Ketheric, or Orin gave her. She was denied that choice, she was denied her autonomy. She could not fight back because she was not aware that anything was wrong.

And when you free her from the Absolute, memories slowly trickle in, each of them disturbing in their own right. But she also has a line where she says that she barely remembers the grove as she was not herself. So there is a good chance that she only has a vague understanding of the things that she did while under the Absolute, but does not fully remember them. Meaning that these disturbing memories that are returning to her that are clear and vivid, are the ones that happened to her before being enthralled. Of Orin slaughtering her men, of Ketheric holding her down, of Orin torturing her in the colony, of Orin enthralling her.

We also know that the Absolute gave her false memories, ones that paint a completely different picture of how she was recruited. False memories that seemed so good, that they made Minthara worship and adore Orin. And who knows what Minthara and Orin did together when they were alone. All that is important to know is that if they did anything intimate, Minthara was not capable of recognizing it, nor refusing. To make it even worse, she probably perceived all of Orin's actions as being pleasant, when the reality was much more grim. All I can do is hope that she doesn't remember them. But considering how terrified she is of Orin, some of those memories probably did trickle through.

Listen, I am not trying to tell you that Minthara is a good person or that you have to like her. What I am saying is that it is wrong of you to blame her for the grove raid when she quite literally was not in control of her actions. And it is wrong of you to cast judgment onto her for something she was not even aware that she was doing, something that she was denied the right to refuse. And it is wrong of you to hold her morally responsible for something that she never chose to do. All of these companions are victims in their own way and it is wrong of you to act like Minthara is the only one who isn't (she already blames herself enough for what happened to her).

I do not ever want to hear another person claim that Minthara is a "genocidal lunatic" again.

[lxvvie]

No thirsts from me (yet) but how about some fluff and something to make ya hungry? Cause I’m about to grill and cook up some ribs and briskets and I need to know how my boys from TF141 are helping me and reacting to my papa’s prize winning brisket? 🥺😫

Barbecue sounds good as hell right now and I also wish a Bucee's was nearby:

Price - Would absolutely not want you out there cooking the food alone; he will protect you, even from the grill. Will insist on heating it up for you. Is also in love with your brisket.

Gaz - The one who's helping you the entire time. Taking mental notes because he's unabashedly a foodie and loves to cook. Oh yeah, shit's delicious, darling. ❤️

Soap - The one who's wearing the Shag the Chef apron. Insists on grilling because you prepared the food. The one if you feed him a piece of meat because he's your unofficial taste tester will make it sexual. ALWAYS, bonnie.

Ghost - The bloke's like the dad from A Christmas Story who'll help you cook but has to be kept out of the kitchen or else he'll snack on the food. Gives you some bullshit excuse (with a smirk) about how he had to try another piece because he couldn't quite "savor it the first time". Yes, it's bloody delicious, and yes, he'll eat every fucking bite, too.

[pit-2-podium]

F1 Academy Race 1 highlight

Courtney Crone is the american wild card

20 min delay due to someones in another races enginge going no thank you

Bianca's race start just doesn't start

Hausmann and nobels contact

Tina hausmann DNF - helemt on head in hands - approach with caution (but shes alright)

Weug, Marti, and chambers fight

the radios are so sweet

Chloe chambers doing a double overtake to p4

Lola Lovinfosse making a comeback after a penalty from last race

Marti just fighting tooth and nail - it continues through the rest of the race

And a spin for Lia Block

Nerea Marti, Aurelia Nobels and Jessica Edgar fighting literally side by side for laps

Bianca Bustmante recovering from last to top 10 even with a five penalty

Whats it feel like to drive off into the Abbi Pulling

Carrie Schreiner obviously has a masters in defending

Yknow who is slaying this race? Chloe Chambers

Aurelia Nobels chose violence and payed for it

Maya Weug chose violence is succeeding

an epic battle for fifth between Nerea Marti and Hamda Al Quabaisi

Abbi Pulling takes the checkered flag in P1 for the first time

First time podium for Chloe Chambers!!! At a home race to!!!

Abbi's engineer going "can you do it again tomorrow? pretty please?" and then Abbi's celebration was iconic and then all the hugs

Shout to Chloe's engineer bro seems so sweet

[fluffytimearts]

Ai "Art" Redraw Boredom pt 2

The ai "art" oc I redrew

[nyoom-news]

Crap.

Smash mouth, get it? Cause- Cause they-

[lunanight2012]

I figured I'd tease ya'll with a bit of Chapter 4 of Maybe in Another Life!

“So. You've decided to return to us on your own accord.” Judge states as they all sat at the table eating breakfast. Sanji was barely touching his food. Ichiji noticed, taking a mental note to see just how skinny Sanji is.

“Yes.”

“Good to see you're finally ready to be trained. And are you dying your hair? Some sort of rebellion again?” Judge questioned, lifting an eyebrow.

Sanji dropped his silverware onto his plate and grabbed the ends of his hair, trying to look at it. Reiju pulled out her compact mirror and handed it to Sanji. He quickly opened it and gasped, seeing the end of his hair turning black. He was about to stand up and run to his room, instead he carefully closed the mirror and handed it back to Reiju who hid her concern.

“No. It's just my hair turning black. The doctor said he was going to inform you that my modifications have kicked in.” Sanji explained in a dead tone.

[the-cosmos-withinus]

Just a couple of Horrible Old Men trading dresses

[crimson-aspect]

HAPPY PRIDE MONTH!! heres a rough sketch of our sill german boy.. Dorin!! :-D

I'll probably ink it tmr, i'm just... really tired today smh

[jentasticart]

why does MK11 Rain with one tiddy out make me just wanna do...

jUST LOOK AT IT, WHY DOES IT LOOK SO SOFT AND SQUISHY

[starsaught]

Imagine being distraught over abstaining from sexual pleasure for an entire month. Couldn't be her.

[locustandwildhoney]

One (Wo)man Army

[adimouze]

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[sketch-shepherd-art]

this was supposed to be filler shit I did for fun but it got quite a lot of attention on Discord so

[toon-tales]

I know i said this before but I'll say it again

I ship them SO MUCH

They're just a tiny Pelix LOOK AT THEM

(not as kids, maybe when they're older)